"I'll take a look. Xiang Xing tilted his head and looked at it for a long time.

The fortune teller was not in a hurry, he touched the cup that the dog had drunk on the table, and poured it into his stomach in one gulp.

After a long time, the fortune teller asked, "Does King Xiang have an answer?"

This word is like a chicken's foot, and it is the same as the sound of exclamation. He also ordered some tea and wrote the word "Ya" upside down on the table, "What does Mr. know?"

"Hahaha...... There is a specialization in the art industry, and it seems that King Xiang's poisonous eyes only know the treasures of the world, but do not know the words of the world. ”

"Oh, sir, tell me, what does this word mean?"

The fortune teller cleared his throat and said, "The word Ya means fork, like the fork of a tree." The so-called Tao is born one, life is two, hehe......"

Stick some water, and write the same word on the two forks on the top of the word, so repeatedly, the "forks" extend infinitely.

"Xiaosheng tell King Xiang a story!"

The dog came to the door lightly, took out the overlord gun, and stood in front of the door.

"Hehe!" the fortune teller wiped the words on the table with his sleeve, "a long, long time ago." There is a spiritual creature that precedes heaven and earth, has no name and no substance, and is revered as 'Tao' in later generations. At that time, time and space were meaningless, and this thing was full of spirituality, perhaps just born, or born countless years later. It creates two forks with its own spirituality. ”

In its meaning, the heavens and the earth are too idle, and the two are used to add luster to the heavens and the earth and create all things. ”

Xiang Xing said: "So, the word sir...... Is it a portrayal of the origin of the beginning of heaven and earth?"

The fortune teller said, "Where did I come from?" Where am I going? King Xiang, which fork do you belong to?"

"Huh. Sir, this king understands. However, this king doesn't understand one thing, which fork does Mr. belong to? Or is Mr. a human? Is it a girl? Gouged out his eyes, and cut off his numerology, and came here with a dead body, do you really think that this king's poisonous eyes are called in vain?"

As soon as the words fell, the Overlord spear stabbed from its back.

The fortune teller pressed his hands on the table, and an invisible force pushed him and the table in front of him forward.

Xiang Xing smashed the table, lightly tapped the plate, and Tianyishen's legs attacked the wooden stool under his seat.

The dog behind him chased after him, and the overlord spear pierced the robe, but the tip of the spear was blocked by something and stopped.

The fortune teller made a mistake, buckled Xiang Xing's feet, straightened his waist, and pressed his hands on his legs.

"Is King Xiang so anxious to do things? I am already a dying man, why bother to fight?"

"The more you live, the more troubles I have. Anyway, it's going to die, so it's better to let this king kill him, and shun the stuffiness in this king's chest. ”

With only one move, Xiang Xing knew that he had lost his eyes. This person's cultivation is very high, where can it be compared under the Jindan realm.

"Bold, shameless for the face. Do you really think that everyone should respect you?"

The fortune teller's eyebrows suddenly shot a red light. The distance between the two was too close, and Xiang Xing's feet were entangled by him again, but this time he couldn't dodge, and the red light hit Xiang Xing's forehead directly.

"Ah......h

A puff of white smoke came out, and Xiang Xing's forehead was as red as molten iron.

"The overlord is invincible!"

The overlord spear slammed forward. Overlord, what he wants is this momentum that will never look back. No matter what lies ahead, move forward.

"Stupid, just because you still want to break Lao Tzu's talisman armor?" the fortune teller was very proud. When he came, he found out the identity and cultivation of Xiang Xing and the dog. If you can win these two people in one fell swoop, it will be of ten dozens to help you in the future.

After a burst of exposure from Hongtao, Xiang Xing seemed to get used to the pain on his forehead. The powerful power of Vajra's incorruptible body ensured that his physical body would not be destroyed by others.

Suddenly, the complacent fortune teller first noticed that the corners of Xiang Xing's mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

"You...... How could it be ......"

Before the words fell, his eyebrows were punched by Tianyishen. The red light danced a few times before vanishing.

His entangled foot swayed to the left, went in, and then retracted as quickly as possible. When the foot was withdrawn and not withdrawn, Tianyishen's leg erupted again. The little feet, still rising, went straight to the fortune teller's ankles.

At the same time, both fists struck in succession. There's no such thing as a clever move, just a very simple punch to finish.

No matter what the fortune teller does, Tianyi Shenquan hits accurately.

"Click......" The sound of bone cracking came. Tianyi Shen's leg made a battle feat for the first time and kicked off one of the fortune tellers' feet.

Take advantage of people's illness to kill people. The dog then passed the Overlord gun. The fortune teller was pushed forward.

Along the way, the bed collapsed, and then the partition wall was damaged. The dog's footsteps did not stop, and his right hand wiped it from top to bottom on the barrel of the Overlord gun.

The Overlord Gun spun rapidly, and countless fireworks erupted from the fortune teller's back.

Immediately after, Xiang Xing shouted: "King Xiang catches the demon, and the idlers retreat." ”

One mulberry shouted, and the other three walls were all shattered, and seven or eight monks rushed in with their swords.

The Ascension Conference has just ended, and tomorrow there is still one day to spy on the heavenly opportunities, and there are still many monks staying at the foot of Taixu Mountain.

When they heard that there were demons, the first reaction of those monks was to subdue demons. What kind of place is this? Although the Taixu Zhenren is gone, the Taixu Gate is still there, and there are even top masters in Middle-earth such as the Holy Sect, Yuhua Zhenren, and Jianli on the mountain. That Laozi demon has lost his mind and is crazy, dare to show up here and now?

"Someone, subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

"That unlucky guy is coming under Taixu Mountain, and fellow Daoists are ...... together."

"Tie it up, take it to Taixu Mountain to give it to the jade ...... Oh no...... Show it to His Majesty. ”

The sword slashed at the head, and the fortune teller secretly complained. This king's work is too unruly. didn't explain anything, just shouted and shouted to kill?

The stool under his ass shattered, and the fortune teller steadied his horse and raised his arms up to the rung.

Sparks splashed around, and the outer garment was tattered, revealing a silver-gray armor underneath.

Xiang Xing stood in front of the fortune teller: "Be careful." He has armor to protect himself. Let this king ......"

Before he finished speaking, a strong man parted from the crowd and clenched his fists and rattled: "Baojia, let me try." ”

A punch slammed into his abdomen, and the fortune teller's face twisted, and cold sweat broke out of his forehead.

"It's a hard shell. Come again!"

"Bang ......"

The second punch is a top-down hard slap on the fortune teller's arm. The floor shattered, and everyone in the room fell from the second floor to the first floor.

Through the thick dust, Xiang Xing looked at the strong man beside him blankly. Two punches, just two punches, the armor that even the overlord gun couldn't break through, and the fortune teller fainted in pain.

Not only is the armor powerful, but the fortune teller's cultivation is also very good. What is the fist of a strong man made of? There is no true element flow, just physical strength?

The dog and a few monks took a thick rope and tied the fortune teller into a strong knot.

Xiang Xing saluted the strong man with his fists and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the good man?"

"Hahaha, a certain mountain rough man, the name is not worth mentioning. Farewell!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

How could Xiang Xing let go of such a master so easily. Take a few quick steps and stop in front of him: "The good man stays ......"

"Oh, what's the matter, brother?"

"Nothing. Seeing that the hero is skilled, he intends to make friends, but I don't know ......"

The strong man patted his stomach and said, "It's not so good, it's just that the fists of people in the mountains and fields are heavy." ”

The man was two heads taller than Xiang Xing, and his muscles were about to tear his clothes.

"The good man is polite. Can I invite you to have a glass of wine, and you should be a thank you gift. ”

"Hahaha...... Wine is a good thing, it's just ...... There is a rule for drinking with people in a certain family. ”

"What rules?"

"Fists are rules. ”

The words fell into a fist, the speed was extremely fast, Xiang Xing didn't react, and the person flew out, broke through several walls one after another, and fell to the street.

"Ahem...... Good...... What a heavy punch!" Xiang Xing spat out three mouthfuls of blood in a row. This is the first time he has been injured with a fist since he had King Kong Indestructible.

In the inn, the strong man's hearty voice came: "It's so hard, it's much harder than that Laozi's armor......!" It's interesting, eat a punch from a certain family!"

The strong man raised his fist, bowed back, like a bow with a full string, and rushed out with his feet one after the other.

Xiang Xing stood up straight, his arms staggered in front of him.

"Bang ......"

He flew out again, and a restaurant on the street poured blood mold. The roof beams and pillars were broken and the whole house collapsed.

"Ahem......" spat out two more mouthfuls of blood.

The restaurant shopkeeper crawled out of the rubble with a disgraced face and said stupidly: "What...... What's the situation?"